You slapped your hand over your mouth as a bout of laughter came bubbling out of you. The T-shirt Hongjoong had picked up at a street vendor walking down the street read, “Suck on my candy cane” in big, bold, red letters with various glittery peppermints sprinkled all over the fabric.

Hongjoong grinned, throwing his head back as he cackled at your slightly horrified expression.

“This is...so terrible. But also ridiculously funny at the same time, so I can’t really slight your decision to purchase this,” you chuckled. He crossed his arms with a satisfied smirk, nodding like he knew that was exactly what you would say.

“I thought you’d appreciate my sense of fashion.”

You shook your head with a smile, taking the shirt out of its box and tossing it into the laundry hamper for washing later.

“Let’s hope the glitter peppermints don’t come off completely in the wash,” you said. Hongjoong looked offended, holding a dainty hand over the place where his heart rested inside his chest.

“Of course it won’t, it’s couture, you know.” You rolled your eyes, mumbling something about how he was an idiot before flopping down on the bed.

Hongjoog joined you, rolling until he was situated on top of you, crushing your lungs in the process.

“So, will you?” He asked.

“Will I...?” You prompted.

“You know...suck on my candy cane.”

Your mouth dropped, understanding the innuendo instantly.

“You weren’t serious about that stupid line, were you?”

“Of course I was! I love when your mouth is around me,” he whispered in your ear, voice dropping at the end. You shivered, not sure whether to laugh from arousal or embarrassment.

“Only if you ask nicely,” you whispered back.

Hongjoon chuckled darkly, giving into your desire.

“Okay, fine. Please suck me, y/n.”

You shivered again, this time the sensation traveling down your spine and straight to your core. You felt blood rush to your most sensitive area as you were flipped over, so that Hongjoong was underneath you. You crept down the bed, tugging on his waistband along the way until his shorts and boxers were off completely. He was half hard, his length slowly rising to hit his flat stomach as you licked your lips. While sucking a guy off wasn’t exactly the most fun task, Hongjoong’s reactions and the pleasure he got from it made it worth it, to you.

“Jesus, you look so hot right now, y/n,” Hongjoong whispered. His hands held your head gently, fingers running through strands of hair softly. You placed a small kiss to his inner thigh before swallowing the head into your mouth. You hollowed your cheeks, pulling a groan from Hongjoong as your tongue ran in circles around his sensitive tip.

Making your way down his length, you inched as far down as you could without choking, putting more emphasis on the head of his member. You bobbed your head slowly, taking him exactly the way he desired. After about ten minutes, your jaw was sore and there was saliva dripping down your chin. Hongjoong saw the mess he had created by thrusting up into your mouth and lifted your head off him.

“Wait, you haven’t finished yet,” you pouted. He smiled, patting your cheek affectionately.

“I can finish right now, baby. Where do you want it?”

“In my mouth, of course,” you grinned. He laughed softly, gripping his cock in hand to jerk himself to the finish line. Not two minutes later he was spilling onto your tongue, the bitter flavor making you want to spit but you swallowed it, for him. God, the things you did for this man.

When he had caught his breath you spoke up, holding his hand and smiling up at him.